"You're an adult, and you're still crying."
Yan Huailiu coaxed people in a fierce manner.
Ling Xinghua quickly wiped away his tears and released his hand: "Master, I miss you too."
I'm so careful when I say I miss you.
Yan Huailiu's expression softened a little when he thought of the memory of the young Ling Xinghua being carried back by him carrying her clothes.
"I understand." He patted his second disciple's shoulder: "I'm sorry for making you worry."
He looked at Ling Xinghua and felt a little emotional. His disciple had grown up suddenly after just a nap.
"Sorry, I promised to celebrate your birthday and prepared the gifts..."
Yan Huailiu said this and turned to look at Gu Xingyun not far away, who was still looking at him with a smile.
"Master, that's not important. I just want you to be safe."
Ling Xinghua said in a low voice.
After a few words of disgust, he quickly calmed down.
Noticing the different furnishings in the room, Ling Xinghua wondered, "Master, have all the ice been moved away?"
Yan Huailiu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Gu Xingyun who was putting cushions on the stool, his eyes softened: "Well, he has cleaned it up."
Apart from Gu Xingyun, there is no one else who is as careful and capable as him.
"No wonder we saw Senior Brother coming back from outside this morning. He had so many things, why didn't he ask us to pack them together?"
Gu Xingyun gently tugged at Yan Huailiu's clothes, motioned him to sit down, and answered his junior brother's question nonchalantly.
"It's just a matter of convenience. There's no need to trouble you."
He woke up early in the morning with excitement, cleaned the house inside and out, and even took the sleeping Yan Huailiu to a hot spring, and then sent him back to sleep.
After your cultivation level improves, you will have endless energy.
If he hadn't retained his sanity, he would have wiped out the entire Yuxu Sect.
After making sure that Yan Huailiu was not feeling unwell, Gu Xingyun got up and went to the kitchen. After all, he treated this place as his home and the two of them as his family, so he didn't even say a word of courtesy.
Ling Xinghua was not used to his senior brother being so casual. After clenching his fist and coughing, he started to talk about business.
"Master, for over a year now, we've received letters from all the major sects, and they've become even more frequent since three months ago."
He took out a thick stack of letters that he had not had time to deal with and placed them on the table next to Yan Huailiu.
"I receive at least two bags a day. They're either greetings or invitations. There are also people who volunteered to come early to help Master celebrate his birthday..."
He glanced at Yan Huailiu cautiously and quickened his speech.
"The disciples even wrote back to warn them, but they didn't listen and continued to send letters."
Yan Huailiu casually opened a letter and looked at his guilty disciple with a smile: "Did you write a threatening letter to someone?"
Ling Xinghua lowered his head and explained in a very low voice: "If they hadn't sent the letter, we wouldn't have so much to deal with."
He had to endure for a long time before writing those letters because his workload had to be increased hundreds of times.
"Well, I only wrote that one time, and after that I replied normally."
Ling Xinghua finished speaking and quickly changed the subject: "Master, I contacted the opera troupe in advance. Considering that there will be a lot of people coming this time, I have cleaned up all the places that can accommodate guests..."
He took two steps forward and helped Yan Huailiu unwrap several other tightly wrapped letters. "Master, do you want to hold a birthday party? If you don't like it, I will write a letter to decline it."
The smell of food wafted over from the small kitchen, and Yan Huailiu put down the letter in his hand.
"Let's do it. It's good to have some fun."
He had to respond to the relationships his disciples had worked so hard to maintain for him.
Nine out of ten of these letters mentioned Gu Xingyun's name, so one can imagine how much effort he made behind the scenes.
"Okay, I'll make the arrangements later. Oh, by the way, Master, two young disciples from Xuanyue Palace are staying here after borrowing the books and insist on staying to help."
"As soon as we told them to go back, they hugged the pillar and started making up stories, mostly praising the Yuxu Sect. After that, they took out spirit stones and distributed them to the disciples in our sect one by one."
Ling Xinghua was extremely worried: "Junior Master didn't care. He even went to listen twice and took several spirit stones from them."
Yan Huailiu almost laughed out loud.
It's true that what kind of person teaches what kind of disciple. Just by listening to this description, you can tell that it must have been Master Murong who instigated it.
It's quite interesting to see them spending money and saying nice things.
"I wrote to Xuanyue Palace. Palace Master Murong said that those two disciples are eloquent and have inherited his true teachings. He sent them here specially to save us the money of choosing a troupe."
Ling Xinghua sighed deeply, obviously tortured.
Yan Huailiu waved his hand: "Don't worry about it, they should know their limits. After the birthday banquet, Palace Master Murong will definitely take them away."
"Okay..." Ling Xinghua put his heart at ease.
His master said there was no problem, so there was definitely no need to worry.
"Thank you for your hard work during this period."
Yan Huailiu said a word of comfort, opened the door of the secret room as quickly as possible and walked in, coming out in less than a minute.
Handing Ling Xinghua a small bag, he said, "This is your birthday gift. Put it away and look at it when we get back."
Ling Xinghua's eyes lit up: "For me? Thank you, Master!"
Gu Xingyun came over with a piece of dessert and handed it directly to Yan Huailiu's mouth: "Master, the meal is ready. Do you want to eat in the house or in the yard?"
Ling Xinghua's stomach growled at an inopportune moment, and his face instantly turned red.
Yan Huailiu glanced at him and said, "Let's go outside and let Xinghua come with us."
Gu Xingyun nodded and gave Ling Xinghua a friendly smile as he passed by: "Try my cooking, you should be able to get used to it."
Ling Xinghua had a look of astonishment on his face. Only after Gu Xingyun walked into the small kitchen did he dare to complain to Yan Huailiu in a low voice.
"Master, Big Brother has really changed a lot. He never let me eat the food he cooked before. Only Master could eat it, not Jingming and I."
Yan Huailiu felt a little embarrassed: "Then eat more later."
Ling Xinghua blinked: "Master, is this really possible?"
He had never eaten with his master before. When he heard that his master cooked for Jingming personally, he was a little jealous for a while.
"Yeah." Yan Huailiu responded and walked over quickly to take the thing from Gu Xingyun's hand.
Ling Xinghua hurried over to help.
It's rare for us to sit together, and before I could even get excited, I felt like I was redundant.
Ling Xinghua didn't even dare to look up. It turned out that this was how Master and Senior Brother got along in private.
"Junior brother, eat more." Gu Xingyun picked up a piece of meat and put it in Ling Xinghua's bowl, then looked at Yan Huailiu with anticipation.
Yan Huailiu, who was concentrating on drinking the soup, didn't notice his begging for praise at all. As soon as he put down the spoon, he heard several screams in his ears.
Then a strange boy ran straight into his arms.
"Xiao Huailiu! You finally woke up!!"
Yan Huailiu looked confused.
Who is this?
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